Dark Yellow Chests

Of dark yellow chests the mixture, And dilemmas never seen. Taste of History - not tincture Of the problems you can't mince. Goes Oppression of the fascism. In hell's offspring mirrors trust, The dark sea of; ; heavy nazies. things went wrong, the light went out. Drink the human blood these fascists. And Continue to abase. Will they really my Mother land cover with cerement? Hear Livonia's deep crying. We have nothing to rerpent. From the crevices light-eyed - Shines like rainbow - Happiness. It's of Russia - for the payoff. And the Russians - gold again! Russia is waiting for offensive Of light-eyed into the field! Macedonian bright vistas, And the Aleksandr's Heights. Until sandals of Egyptians For they run and world rotates! 'Snow is coming! ' Pasternak is Calling - knowing in advance. Ressurection! And the Master Code is seen in every sign. Let's come out of the darkness, not forgetting who we are Thin are the Livonia's ices not ascended, neither fogged. translation from SVodoley